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Our draw works failed today and the cats head came tumbling down to the rig floor. I was on the rig floor trying to get shit going again when I heard the strain on the Derrick somehow. I yelled for everyone to get the fuck out the way and they all booked it off the floor. My motorman slipped and fell near me and somehow I was able to snatch him by his collar of his coveralls and pull him out the way as the cats head crash to the rig floor. It was like slow motion I had toms collar and pulling him with me looking back at the fathead and seeing it coming and thinking it's my sons birthday in 2 days an I am gunna die like this and it's like everything stopped for an instant and me and Tom were off the floor enough the cats head missed me by maybe a foot. It bounced off the floor and tore out half of the wind wall by the pipe door. My crew was like holy shit the cables the cats head and the drill pipe hit everywhere around you but it was like there was a bubble around you guarding your big ass.
Anyways after the reports repairs ect I laid down to clear my head and thought about seeing all the wreckage and where everything hit in relation to where I was and I am blessed to be alive. There is no reason why I didn't get hit other than someone or something was protecting me.
Anyways after the reports repairs ect I laid down to clear my head and thought about seeing all the wreckage and where everything hit in relation to where I was and I am blessed to be alive. There is no reason why I didn't get hit other than someone or something was protecting me.
